The Unknown Casualty Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

Memorize the motor vehicle my dearest
Dropping me near the trees of your home
When cold and shivering was about to kiss your lips
And your dad came by sneaking
We felt embarrassed
When I drove off

He went with him you
A gift I had gotten in my hands and never to give away
And got me warned, never to come again
Even though it was a party of all
He insisted with no sound reason at all
I had discipline to move back

Without courage and without direction
I lost the vehicle in a whirlwind of my confusion
Where I heard a sound of your name being called
To come over the minute ambulance
And identify the casualty
You had known my vehicle at so many instances

When we trained your ex-lover in the play ground
And convinced me it was your brother
It brought back the love in me though and
We made love in the valley next day
Of course you did not forget me, that’s certain
You couldn’t this be remembering unendingly
How many men have disappointed you

Because I am not in that list
So deserved I your love and care
You have chosen never to have seen me
Why should I not be among the dead I caused?
Why should I not be among the dead I caused?